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She loved, She loved with all. Her love was pure, Pure as white. She was young. She was innocent. Her intentions were sincere, Sincere as God's. She made no limits. She believed hard, As hard as stone, Ending up hurting herself.
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 5:35 AM UTC
Her Love
She loved, She loved with all. Her love was pure, Pure as white. She was young. She was innocent. Her intentions were sincere, Sincere as God's. She made no limits. She believed hard, As hard as stone, Ending up hurting herself.
Ambitiouswanderer
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 5:35 AM UTC
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